Psalms 57
1 For the end. Destroy not: by David, for a memorial, when he fled from the presence of Saul to the cave. Have mercy, upon me, O God, have mercy upon me: for my soul has trusted in you: and in the shadow of your wings will I hope, until the iniquity have passed away.
Kwa mtsogoleri wa mayimbidwe. Potsata mayimbidwe a “Musawononge.” Ndakatulo ya Davide, pamene anathawa Sauli kupita ku phanga. Mundichitire chifundo, Inu Mulungu mundichitire chifundo, pakuti mwa Inu moyo wanga umathawiramo. Ndidzathawira mu mthunzi wa mapiko anu mpaka chiwonongeko chitapita.
2 I will cry to God most high; the God who has benefitted me. (Pause)
Ine ndikufuwulira kwa Mulungu Wammwambamwamba, kwa Mulungu amene amakwaniritsa cholinga chake pa ine.
3 He sent from heaven and saved me; he gave to reproach them that trampled on me: God has sent forth his mercy and his truth;
Mulungu amanditumizira kuchokera kumwamba ndi kundipulumutsa, kudzudzula iwo amene akundithamangitsa kwambiri. Mulungu amatumiza chikondi chake ndi kukhulupirika kwake.
4 and he has delivered my soul from the midst of [lions']whelps: I lay down to sleep, [though] troubled. [As for] the sons of men, their teeth are arms and [missile] weapons, and their tongue a sharp sword.
Ine ndili pakati pa mikango, ndagona pakati pa zirombo zolusa; anthu amene mano awo ndi milomo yawo ndi mivi, malilime awo ndi malupanga akuthwa.
5 Be you exalted, O God, above the heavens; and your glory above all the earth.
Mukwezekedwe Inu Mulungu, kuposa mayiko onse akumwamba; mulole kuti ulemerero wanu ukhale pa dziko lonse lapansi.
6 They have prepared snares for my feet, and have bowed down my soul: they have dug a pit before my face, and fallen into it [themselves]. (Pause)
Iwo anatchera mapazi anga ukonde ndipo ndinawerama pansi mosautsidwa. Anakumba dzenje mʼnjira yanga koma agweramo okha mʼmenemo.
7 My heart, O God, [is] ready, my heart [is] ready: I will sing, yes will sing psalms.
Mtima wanga ndi wokhazikika, Inu Mulungu mtima wanga ndi wokhazikika. Ndidzayimba nyimbo, nyimbo yake yamatamando.
8 Awake, my glory; awake, lute and harp: I will awake early.
Dzuka moyo wanga! Dzukani zeze ndi pangwe! Ndidzadzuka mʼbandakucha.
9 O Lord, I will give thanks to you amongst the nations: I will sing to you amongst the Gentiles.
Ndidzakutamandani Ambuye, pakati pa mitundu ya anthu, ndidzayimba za Inu pakati pa mayiko.
10 For your mercy has been magnified even to the heavens, and your truth to the clouds.
Pakuti chikondi chanu nʼchachikulu, kufikira ku mayiko akumwamba; kukhulupirika kwanu kwafika ku mitambo.
11 Be you exalted, O God, above the heavens; and your glory above all the earth.
Mukwezekedwe Inu Mulungu kuposa mayiko akumwamba, mulole kuti ulemerero wanu ukhale pa dziko lonse lapansi.
